Dad: “Ruby, its your birthday, do you feel any different?”, Ruby: “Yes, I checked my feet and they got bigger”

“I’m going to get a HUUUUGE piece of cake ‘cuz its MY birthday, and I’m so excited about it”

“I’m 4 right?’, “Yup” says I, “and then I’ll be 5”, “mmm hmm”, “and then six?” “yes” ”.. and then I’ll be seven right?” “that’s right”, “and then… I’ll be a momma” “good grief”